“I don’t know how to explain it.” “Try words. If that doesn’t work, we’ll move on to interpretive dance.”
“Yeah, well, I tried to explain that my mind powers don’t work on Tuesdays.”
“My favorite uncle was gay,” she says, “and he doesn’t like to dance, either.” She looks at Chad. “I don’t like that word. Fag. Don’t use it, okay?”
“It’s so evident to me now that just because someone is a great guy doesn’t guarantee we’ll make a great couple, no matter how much I work at it and want it.”
“It is an impressively arrogant move to conclude that just because you don’t like something, it is empirically not good. I don’t like Chinese food, but I don’t write articles trying to prove it doesn’t exist.”
“Don’t try to save the whole galaxy yourself. Believe me, it doesn’t work.” -Luke Skywalker”